Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now to the 27 club
1] Spit that rhymer shit That blow ya brain, Kurt Cobain, Nirvana shit Who gon bring the back? The same dude who rhymes bout dimes and pennies for thoughts Wont break for a dollar but to change rap Endulging myself in and wealth a chick who says shes a Christian herself We talk, our Before she go swinging Just a 80s babys who walking around dreaming Ima die young is what we walk singing Mind full of ideas, who cant him out of Sink to the bottom, it brought up all of our When we we have to face em Bring us those gold F-ck it we to taste it Americas role models but were no Channing Closer to forty we get, is probably Casey 27 year old legends, Devil cant to take em I em
Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now welcome to the 27 Morrison, Winehouse, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now to the 27 club
[XV - 2] to heaven Im on my last step The 11 would lead me straight to my death And that hotel thats a mess I hope secret is kept 21 and shot for his The we do for a check 6 years can make you a legend A lot of pills for A lot of real in question A lot of sex and with feelings Abusing substances like step children Tell me my wrongs and read me my Be honest, the excuse is Im living my ironic The devil in my like Jin on Tekken, with the doctor give us for it? The Chronic No wonder we are slaves to the And we only free on the pages we write Fall into the darkness on a full of lights I told you fame came a price Ya life!
Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now welcome to the 27 Morrison, Winehouse, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now to the 27 club
[XV - 3] The meme generation where is famous Blue check next to ya name or nameless When get jaded cause all you do is get faded Play Gears of War and hit Vegas with all my who made it Maximum Drive but only wages You ya eyes as soon as you get on stages Got homies who died at 27, not in those Thats I realised, life is what you make it Kids want my career and I em love it or hate it Put fame on a scale and be glad that you weighed it miracles get credited to elitists and sadists At 27 just praying, you here, belated fingers whenever you take pictures When gives you lemons, use it to chase liquor our destruction if you figure Theres a whole generation full of wild niggas sayin
Jones, Hendrix, Joplin, Sex, money, liquor, Rock, Roll, Peace, Now to the 27 club